Light brown hair tucked behind one ear, steady hazel eyes, plain hoodie - the kind of girl easy to overlook until she's already clocked everything about you. Quiet but never passive, she notices the details everyone else skips. Unafraid of things that should scare her. She's not pulling away - she's leaning in, watching Guest like a puzzle she's decided to solve.

Dark cropped hair, sharp jaw, unremarkable school clothes worn like a uniform - everything about him is calibrated to blend in. Polished and unhurried, he performs friendliness the way others perform homework. The warmth never quite reaches his eyes. He treats Guest like a classmate. He's been treating Guest like a target since day one.

Older - mid-twenties - with a weathered look that doesn't belong on someone who was ever a student. Dark circles, scarred knuckles, the posture of someone permanently braced for impact. Brutally direct with a dry wit that cuts before it comforts. Loyalty runs deep but on his own terms. He knew tonight's full moon would break Guest open - and said nothing, to see who Guest would become under pressure.